#swamp green court

[toxiccrybabyart]

Rocco diamonds

I anted to better establish to myself the differences between Valentine and Swamp

[starker-sorbet]

Peter was intrigued by the witch who lived in his swamp. He was obviously powerful and well trained if the spells Peter had seen cast were any indication. As well as being respectful to the swamp itself, never harvesting more than he needed for his potions and avoiding aggravating the creatures who also inhabited the area. Not to mention he's incredibly good looking. All of this made the man a promising prospect for a mate. Now how to tell the man of his intentions to court him? Humans were notoriously tricky to deal with so that left Peter mulling over his options. Maybe the head of that annoying blonde knight that kept harassing him would best show Peter's intentions.

[briggsyxtorbek]

Episode 33

“But you lied to his person,” Twig said

“We didn’t lie,” Godeon said “we didn’t lie. We just didn’t tell her and maybe said some stuff that wasn’t true. We didn’t specifically lie to her”

“Exactly,” Kremmy said, slapping a hand on Gideon's shoulder “what Gid said” 

“Wait, wait,” Twig said, “you said I’m sure he’s out there somewhere waiting for you. That’s a lie isn’t it?” 

“I’m pretty sure that’s the case” Gideon chuckled “he’s still there”

“From a certain point of view,” Gricko chimed in

“He ain’t goin’ anywhere! She takes a right instead of a left out in the swamp out there she’s gonna find him” 

“Hold on! So if Torbek, over the course of this magical adventure, drops dead and you all just push torbeks body behind some trees are you gonna not tell Briggsy?" 

"Does Clementine speak-" It took Kremy a minute to realize that the bugbear said a different name "wait, what'd you just say?"

"Are you gonna tell Briggsy if Torbek drops dead?" Torbek asked, getting a bit huffy

"Who the fuck in Briggsy?" Kremy asked 

"Torbek's boyfriend" 

"Boyfriend?" Gideon asked, "what happened to Clementine?" 

"Torbek hasn't seen Clementine in five years" 

"When's the last time you saw this Briggsy guy then?" Gideon asked 

"Torbek saw Briggsy last Yuletide"

"Wouldn't you have still been locked up during Yuletide?" Gricko asked 

"Yeah, but it's some kind of magic that transports Torbek to the Winter Court with his friends" 

Everyone looked at each other, concerned about the implications that could come with this statement. Frost knew it would make sense for Torbek to disassociate while he was being experimented on, but believing he had a boyfriend couldn't be good for his already fragile mental state.

"W-well," Kremy said, looking at Gideon for some kind of back up "I might consider it"

"We'd have to find 'im first," Gricko said

"He's in Druskenwald," Torbek said, "he told Torbek he and his friends are fighting witches so he can get his curse broken" 

"I've heard of Druskenwald before," Twig said 

"What's it like?" Torbek asked 

"I have no idea" Twig shrugged "I've just heard of it before. What's your boyfriend like?"

"Briggsy's great! He's always so nice to Torbek and he doesn't run away at the sound of Torbeks voice or smell"

"Well he sounds amazing," Gricko said "I am so happy you were able to find someone who made you as happy as Clementine did"

"What do you guys do together?" Frost asked

"Well," Torbek started "after we freed the Winter Queen we spend a lot of time going town to town to meet people so we don't get a lot of time alone but he gave Torbek a bit of his coat so Torbek could keep a piece of him year-round" he pulled a piece of red fabric out of his pocket

Frost had to clench his jaw to keep himself from gagging at the scent of decay that lingered on it after he leaned into investigate; only solidifying his theory. 

“Um, Gideon” Twig started walking over to the genasi “if I ever died and Pigtunia came to you and said where’s Twig, would you lie to Pigtunia?” 

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Episode 35

"What's the plan?" Frost asked, watching as Pigtunia pawed at the house she'd lead them too

"This is it boys" Gideon said, cracking his knuckles

"We just kick the door in? Go in shootin'?"

"YES!" Torbek almost yelled

"Fellas." Kremy started a look of panic in his eyes "was, was that a crossroads? Oh Gods oh no! What's happenin'?"

They all watched in horror as Kremys body started shifting, his green scales turning gray as they started to rot, his top hat shifted into a large pirates hat and his suit jacket turned into a pirates coat, and his snout narrowed as he shrunk a couple inches in height but grew a couple feet in width. A black and white undead crocodile now standing before them.

"AH!" Gricko shouted "ah, wha Kremy what happened to you?

"Kremy are you alright?" Frost asked "you look similar but different. Very similar but different"

"Fuck, is this the Beezleberry waffles?" Gideon asked

"Briggsy?" Torbek asked softly, unsure if he was still hallucinating from the mushroom spores

At the sound of the bug bears voice, all of the color popped back into the pirate and he dropped the cigaret he'd been holding.

"Torbek?" Briggsy asked looking around

"Briggsy!" Torbek exclaimed, rushing forward into his boyfriends embrace

"Hey there, love bug" Briggsy said, his voice muffled as he was nuzzling his snout into his boyfriends neck

"H-how, how'd you get here?"

"No idea"

At this point the bugbear and undead pirate had sat themselves on the ground, Briggsy having pulled his boyfriend into his lap, assumedly so they could share a kiss or at least attempted to kiss since Briggsy didn't have lips. They were all surprised when they heard Torbek purring, none of them knew he could do that or really what they should be doing in this situation.

"As happy as I am that you two have been reunited" Frost said after giving them about five minuets to enjoy the others presance "Twig's still missing"

"Oh right!" Torbek exclaimed "Gideon hurry punch the door down!"

Inside the building was a giant toad that was tied to a post, it looked uncomfortable as a pair of webbed fingers pushed their way out of its mouth; until it regurgitated the bullywug it had just swallowed.

"God damnit, I hate when you do that to me!" The bullywug grumbled to himself "we are not playing swallow the guard anymore" he noticed the carnival crew's presence "hey what're you doin' here?"

He pointed at Gricko accusedly before letting him know he had something for the goblin, asking them to watch the toad for about ten minuets so he could get the package, warning them not get to close. Gricko, however, did not listen to the warning and walked up to the toad so he could rub it's belly, only to be swallowed whole.

"Gricko" Gideon yelled, reaching out to grab his friend only for a weird sound to came out of his throat

"Gricko I will-" Frost couldn't finish his sentence as he banged his foot into something "AH! My fucking toe"

Briggsy scanned the room, looking for anything that could be holding Torbeks friend in; the bullywug was saying something to him, but he didn't really care what it was he just knew the only reason they were brought here because the pig was hungry.

"What're we gonna do?" Torbek asked, his brows furrowed "is he gonna suffocate?"

"I think I 'ave an idea" Briggsy said

"What is it Briggsy?" Torbek asked

"Please," Frost started "what is your suggestion?"

"I requires a bit of finesse and by that I mean voodoo gun!" Briggsy pulled out his gun and shot the toad

"Briggsy!" Torbek scolded "was that necessary?"

"Well," Briggsy started as Gricko's head popped out of the wrong end of the amphibian "he was probably gonna suffocate"

“Briggsy I trusted you and you killed the kings mount” Frost said, watching Gideon yank the goblin out of the toad

“What the hell happened to Blunk?” The stable guy asked

Frost, Gideon, and Gricko all came up with excuses as to how the toad had died.

“I told you not to get close to him!”

Despite how frustrated he was the bullywug gave Gricko his tiny package and immediately started gushing over Snail Number Two before taking them outside so he could put the saddle on him and they could all follow Pigtunia to Twig. Everyone climbing aboard the snail, except for Torbek and Briggsy, who both decided to walk, holding hands as they talked to one another.

“I think this’s the happiest I’ve ever seen Torbek” Frost whispered, watching as Briggsy kissed the back of Torbeks hand

"Yeah," Gricko said "I almost don't want Kremy to come back"

"Hey!" Gideon exclaimed, reaching around Frost so he could punch the goblin in the arm

"What? I said almost!" Gricko said, rubbing where he'd been hit "of course I want Kremy to come back, but look at them"

"I know" Gideon sighed "but we need Kremy"

Torbek almost didn't notice when Pigtunia stopped or that the others were dismounting from Snail Number Two, until Briggsy pulled him closer to himself so Gricko didn't hit him in his failed attempt to get down from his snail. Gideon was able to kick open the door with no issue at all and once they entered the building Briggsy pulled Torbek behind him, fully ready to protect him but before anything happened, what ever magic had brought him here had worn off and Kremy was back.

"Aw," Torbek whined, feeling conflicted because he was glad Mr. Kremy was back but he still wanted his boyfriend to be here

"Hey, Kremy" Gricko said "you missed Briggsy"

"What?" Kremy asked

[mylostlenora]

my sapphic tbr🤍 pt. 1

1. Ink Vine, Elizabeth Broadbent:

Stay the hell out of the swamp — the backwater town of Lower Congaree recites it like an eleventh commandment. But when exotic dancer Emmy Joiner sneaks under the dark tree-canopy behind her family trailer, she meets mysterious, tattooed Zara, the first girl she dares to kiss.

But the small-town South hates a woman who dares to dance instead of plucking chickens for minimum wage, and as Emmy’s life falls apart, her relationship with Zara grows more tangled and bizarre. Zara’s offering something beautiful. But while Emmy’s slowly strangling, its price may be more than she’s willing to pay.

Shifting between the green-bright cypress cathedral and the dreamland of a dance club, Broadbent’s unforgettably-voiced debut confronts the brutal realities of poverty in the South, with a sapphic tale both sultry and sinister, gritty and gothic.”

2. My Darling Dreadful Thing, Johanna Van Veen

“Roos Beckman has a spirit companion only she can see. Ruth―strange, corpse-like, and dead for centuries―is the light of Roos' life. That is, until the wealthy young widow Agnes Knoop visits one of Roos' backroom seances, and the two strike up a connection.

Soon, Roos is whisked away to the crumbling estate Agnes inherited upon the death of her husband, where an ill woman haunts the halls, strange smells drift through the air at night, and mysterious stone statues reside in the family chapel. Something dreadful festers in the manor, but still, the attraction between Roos and Agnes is undeniable.

Then, someone is murdered.

Poor, alone, and with a history of 'hysterics', Roos is the obvious culprit. With her sanity and innocence in question, she'll have to prove who―or what―is at fault or lose everything she holds dear.”

3. House of Hunger, Alexis Henderson

“A young woman is drawn into the upper echelons of a society where blood is power in this dark and enthralling Gothic novel from the author of The Year of the Witching.

Marion Shaw has been raised in the slums, where want and deprivation are all she know. Despite longing to leave the city and its miseries, she has no real hope of escape until the day she spots a peculiar listing in the newspaper seeking a bloodmaid.

Though she knows little about the far north—where wealthy nobles live in luxury and drink the blood of those in their service—Marion applies to the position. In a matter of days, she finds herself the newest bloodmaid at the notorious House of Hunger. There, Marion is swept into a world of dark debauchery. At the center of it all is Countess Lisavet.

The countess, who presides over this hedonistic court, is loved and feared in equal measure. She takes a special interest in Marion. Lisavet is magnetic, and Marion is eager to please her new mistress. But when she discovers that the ancient walls of the House of Hunger hide even older secrets, Marion is thrust into a vicious game of cat and mouse. She’ll need to learn the rules of her new home—and fast—or its halls will soon become her grave.”

4. Our Hideous Progeny, C.E. McGill

“Mary is the great-niece of Victor Frankenstein. She knows her great uncle disappeared under mysterious circumstances in the Arctic, but she doesn’t know why or how. . . .

The 1850s are a time of discovery, and London is ablaze with the latest scientific theories and debates, especially when a spectacular new exhibition of dinosaur sculptures opens at the Crystal Palace. Mary is keen to make her name in this world of science alongside her geologist husband, Henry—but despite her sharp mind and sharper tongue, without wealth and connections their options are limited.

When Mary discovers some old family papers that allude to the shocking truth behind her great-uncle’s past, she thinks she may have found the key to securing her and Henry’s professional and financial future. Their quest takes them to the wilds of Scotland; to Henry’s intriguing but reclusive sister, Maisie; and to a deadly chase with a rival who is out to steal their secret.”

[meatenbone]

Is Sam/Undergrowth 'The Green'?

In DC there is a nebulous force that connects and animates all plant life across all worlds and galaxies (afaik) known only as The Green; the Swamp Thing is connected to it. It was made by ancient elementals, which sounds a lot like the Ancient of Nature in DP.

Lately I've been wondering what purpose the Ancients even fulfill so this works. What if Sam, as part of Ghost King Danny's court, took over Undergrowth's position as Ancient of Nature.

[jeannereames]

Should we (not) read old history books?

And by old I mean academic works from maybe the 1960s onwards. Of course I understand what you always say about dated opinions, advances on historiography & archeology. And I don't dispute in any way, shape or form that we should always read the most recent work.

But is the old academic work really that disposable? Don't we have anything to learn with history books from the 80s, 90s, 2000s? Thanks for your attention.

Should We Trust Older History Books?

The problem isn’t so much that they’re old, but that—if you’re entering an area of history about which you might not know much—older books can have pitfalls that newer ones don’t. This is hardly to say, just because something is recent, it’s good. Far from it. But my caution on older books was specifically in response to the query about reading pop history, and how to know what to trust.

So that’s the caveat. In that same post, I mentioned that I still regularly recommend Brian Bosworth’s Conquest and Empire from 1988. It’s a great fast summary and he tackles several important themes in part II. I also often recommend Gene Borza’s In the Shadow of Olympus (1991). Until Sabine published her book on Perdikkas, his chapter on Perdikkas there was the best thing in print (and still is in English).

Of course, to me, the 80s aren’t old books. Ha. When I think “old” books, I’m thinking 1950s and earlier. Part of that owes to the fact some very important ideological changes happened in history as a discipline in the 1960s and 1970s.

Yet one issue with older books—even good ones—involves new evidence. The asker alludes to that. Unfortunately, one must already know something about a field to discern what information in an older book is outdated. So, let’s take Gene’s In the Shadow as an example. Two very important changes in evidence have happened since that book came out. First, the matter of language (and thus ethnicity) of the ancient Macedonians. Gene argues that we don’t know what language the ancient Macedonians spoke, in large part because we just don’t have enough of it to judge. He suggests it might not be Greek (which was how he leaned at the time). That was all true…in 1990. But we do now have enough epigraphical evidence to say the ancient Macedonians spoke a form of Doric Greek (and Attic for court business). That means they were Greeks, however “backwards” politically/culturally, to the Greek mind.*

Similarly, none of us knew then what was about to come out of the ground at Archontiko in the early 2000s. Even what we’d seen at Aigai and Sindos didn’t make it clear how astonishing the Archaic Age was, up there. All these recent discoveries have changed what we think we know about Argead Macedonia before Philip and Alexander. Gene hinted at some of it in his assertion that, from Archelaos to Philip, Macedon went through a slump, and Philip brought it back. It didn’t just emerge from the swamps with Philip (as Demosthenes and other ancient writers would have one believe). So, Gene was already on the leading curve, but in 1990, none of us had seen enough yet. I remember sending him pictures from Archontiko near the end of his life, and he was very excited, commenting how it would change our ideas about Archaic Era Macedon.

So, if you read his book (and I hope you do), a lot of what’s in there is still solid material, 30 years later. But a few things are dated. And now you know two things that are…because I told you.

But if you didn’t have me to tell you, how would you know?

Ergo my caution. If you’re entering a field that’s new to you, start with later articles and work your way backwards. Ironically, that’s how I got into Macedonian history…reading arguments in the footnotes of articles, especially between the “Three Bs” (Badian, Borza, and Bosworth), plus Green, Heckel, Carney, Anson, Adams, and Greenwalt. Before I ever knew those guys, I was reading their citations of—and commentary about—each other. From that, I was able to render my own ideas of what I trusted, and didn’t trust, about Alexander, Philip, and Macedonia.

And that brings me to my final point. YES, reading earlier articles and books is very important when you really get into a field, precisely for the HISTORIOGRAPHY. In this case, not ancient, but modern. How did a field develop over time? To grok where Alexander studies are today, one must know a bit about where they began, with the heroizing of Droysen, Tarn, et al. in the late 1800s and pre-war era, down to Badian blowing it all up post-war in the late 1950s and the revolution of the ‘60s and ‘70s with Badian, Green, Bosworth, and Schachermeyer and their revisionist view of ATG. About the same time, we get the rise of Macedonian Studies apart from Alexander and Philip, under Edson, Dell, Hammond, and their students. And it all peaked really with the discovery of the Royal Tombs at Vergina when Macedonian archaeology both married and divorced (at the same time) Macedonian history. It’s really hard to express how radically ATG and Macedonian studies changed in the 1980s and ‘90s. Then is changed again in the early 2000s when everybody got tired of debating Who’s Buried in Philip’s Tomb and Macedonian ethnicty. Archaeology turned up new treasures but passed mostly into Greek hands (and was written in modern Greek) while historians started looking more closely at literary trends and Romanization overlay. More recently yet, (some) archaeology is coming back into English, and a wider awareness, welding to new literary approaches to ATG and Macedonian history. And don’t forget the important publication of Brill’s New Jacoby, making a huge contribution to source criticism! Where are we headed next? Time will tell!

So yes, reading older texts helps one situate where we are now relative to where we were then, and back then, and even before back then.

That said, if you’re brand new to reading about Alexander the Great, PLEASE please don’t pick up either Droysen or Tarn’s history of Alexander and think it’s anything close to accurate.

We’ve come a long way, baby.

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* If you’ve read my Dancing with the Lion, you know that I tried to flip that, looking at Greece from the north and giving the Macedonian view of Greeks. So I want to emphasize that each side viewed the other was “lesser.” I’m not advocating, above, the Greek view as correct.

[quillpokebiology]

Hey there. Ya got any Goodra facts?

Yup! Goodra is one of my favorite dragon types, and I have one which I love dearly. I'm really glad you asked about them!

Goodra Facts

-The scientific name for the Goodra line is "Glaucus limus" which roughly translates to, "Blue-green slime"

-Goodra are actually Gastropods, making then related to pokemon like Gastrodon and Mcargo

-Goodra's slime isn't just for show; the slime protects their sensitive skin from dirt and grime that might get on them, which the slime washes away. Goodra covering their trainers in slime might be an attempt to clean them. (headcanon from @xain-russell ). The slime is also used to keep them moist when out of swampy areas

-As well as that, Goodra can also breathe through their skin, and the slime makes it easier to absorb oxygen. 

-The Goodra line is highly valued for their slime, leading it to sell for really high prices at shops. But this has led for illegal breeding companies, who have poor working conditions and have been known to treat Goodra very badly, as their only purpose is to produce slime. The slime can be turned into medicine

-Goodra are very social pokemon and have been known to seek out other members of their line to live with. This can be a problem, however, since members of the Goodra line are very rare to find in the wild. To combat this, Goodra will often befriend and live with other pokemon

-While Goomy and Sligoo usually live in swamps, while Goodra tend to live in caves

-Research shows that ancient Goodra used to be poison types

-A common joke in midevial Kalos showed of brave knights fighting weak Goomy. With this however, there came a fairytale of a knight training with a Goomy until it evolved into Goodra, and became a very powerful knight itself

-Goodra lost their shells due to environmental changes, but they still have the gene for them. It just isn't active (headcanon from @nerdpokemonheadcanons )

-Goodra toungues are pointed at the ends and have tiny spikes on them

-They have a lot more teeth than you would think, but plenty of them of them are hidden and very, very, very small. They have up to 14,000 teeth, which are located in a part of their mouth known as the Radula

-The feelers are very sensitive, and still hold all 5 senses. They can still smell through their nose and taste through their mouth though

-Because of their really social nature Goodra often form polygamous relationships, and care for their partners deeply (My Goodra has tried to court members of my party, but sadly, they weren't interested)

-Goodra are very protective of their eggs, and will protect them with their life. It becomes a shock to a lot of people over how aggressive they can get

-Goodra will coat their eggs in slime to make them less appealing to predators

-Goodra can't breathe underwater, but they can hold their breaths for up to two hours

-To show happiness, Goodra will make a squealing noise similar to a hum

-Despite being cold blooded, Goodra don't fully freeze or go into a hibernation in the winter. They will however, become a lot slower and sleep more often

-Goodra that live in swamps eat leaves and grass, while Goodra that live in caves will lick the salt off of rocks, small stones, and sometimes decaying bodies. Their bodies can digest almost anything

-Goodra appeared in a popular children's cartoon known as Dragon Tales

-A lot of old Galarian artwork shows Goodra as a ferocious beast, but this wasn't even remotely the case. The depictions most likely came from the Galarians fear of Dragon Types

(Art by peron (niki2ki884) on Danbooru)

[rewrite-of-fire]

(If you want to use that base, please check the devientart page for the rules, my devientart is Ebony-The-Darkscale)

Mudwings, a group of Mudwings being called a brood or a bask, Dragons of Storgeheart

Description:

Large, round dragons with thick, usually warm, brown or green-ish colored scales, their nostrils are located on the top of their muzzle, they possess tusks which can grow upward or downward. Their eyes can be anywhere from brown, amber, yellow, green or blue. Their horns can be ridged and are usually curved, can be inward, upward or downward. Royalty have crown-shaped spikes on the top of their head.

Abilities:

Great lung capacity, adults are able to hold their breath for up to one hour. They are good swimmer. Their thick scales can protect them of minor damages. If their body temperature is high enough they can breathe fire.

Special abilities:

Sometimes, a clutch is laid and the eggs seem tainted with blood, the dragons hatched from such eggs have red eyes and the ability to resist fire

Lives in:

East of Pyrrhia, before the Tail Peninsula, is a land made out of marches, swamps and fields, it's the home of the Mudwings, called Storgeheart.

Canon Ruler:

Queen Moorhen

Current Royal Court:

Siblings of Queen Moorhen, Lord Corncrake, Lady Spottedcrake, Lord Coot and Lead Rail

Ally in the Sandwing Succesion War:

First allied to Blister, who, along with Queen Coral promised peace between the Mudwings, Sandwings and Seawings, the alliance was broken after the death of one Seawing General and Three Mudwings Generals. Burn immediately sought allyship with Queen Moorhen, with the promise of peace between both tribes for a thousand years if Burn became queen, as well as freedom for the Mudwings held in Queen Scarlet's Arena.

[toxiccrybabyart]

More screenshot edits

This time for pearls

So many pearls

One of which belongs to @pyro-caution

[landboundstar-writing]

Of Ghoulies And Ghosties Part 5

Repost from main blog and AO3 - with typo correction on Swamp Thing's name! Sorry, I miss things in editing. Reblog, please. And tip if you can. Also minors - be elsewhere. This fic is not for you General TW for this fic: Language, sexual content, and violence

Magic normally requires preparation, time, and energy.

That explains half the random shite I carry around with me.

I love when I don't have to do anything to get ready for a ritual.

It is rare. And I can barely manage in my own flat.

But Gotham had a ready made space, perfect to summon who I needed.

The little wildflower reclamation project looked pristine and untouched even when the concrete barriers and basketball courts yards away were covered in detritus and drug paraphernalia.

I was happy to see that met with the Jolly Green Giant's approval.

Okay, he looked more like a leafy cross between the Jolly Green Giant and something from the Black Lagoon, but even I don't look my best when I get unannounced company.

"John." He nodded in acknowledgment.

I nodded back. "Alec." I used his name, rather than his moniker or title. And people claim I have no manners?

The fact it let me speak to the spark of humanity inside of my eldritch friend was just a nice bonus.

He looked around. "Why the nice place, John?"

"Pardon?"

*Normally, you are using a potted plant. Today, a fully reclaimed wild space? John, you are a good friend. I appreciate what you have done for Abby and me in the past. But, I am not - how do you put it? Down to -"

Do a fertility rite for an eldritch swamp being just once and they never let you forget it.

"That's not what I need. It's about the job I am working. Why I am in Gotham borrowing one of Ivy's pet projects."

"Ah." Alec nodded sagely. "That explains why the plants are so nice and clean. So this isn't a hookup?"

"Maybe another time, but I'm currently on the clock. My current client is having me trying to help with a Gotham based problem. So, I was looking into all the extra magic in Gotham, like where it is coming from. It isn't the magic that is native to Gotham. Or the swamp. I checked."

Alec shook his head. "I cannot help you follow it, since it is of the red and the gray not the green."

"But, if you are guarding Slaughter Swamp and the magic reaches there, you could trace the threat. Since you speak for the trees, right?"

"That is a bit of a stretch, since I don't think it is targeting trees. But Slaughter Swamp can be problematic and does not need to have any more magical complications. And as a fellow Justice League member, I should tell you if there is a problem outside of the realm of the green that needs your assistance." He nodded. "I can work with this. I will help you."

"Thanks."

"And what will you be doing?"

"Well, they hired an investigator. So I will be investigating. I'm afraid this is turning into the trope and I'm going to have to cher chez le femme."

"And Batman is okay with this?"

I smiled, and I knew it wasn't a nice smile.

"Who said I was the only detective who would have to cher chez le femme?"

[unknown-writez]

The Traveler and The Jester

Chapter Three: The Summer Court

Part one

Only ever stopping at clear streams for water breaks. We spent the time sharing stories and laughing at jokes. mine full of family, secret Rendezvous on rooftops overlooking the city and his being stupid ideas full of mischief, pranks and friends. all of it making the time pass swiftly unnoticed. with the sky still full of stars and warm summer weather there was no indication of what time or day it was. It could have been minutes, hours or days and I wouldn’t know but with each story I found myself growing fonder of robin. our connection evolving into something I couldn’t quite place. It felt like I had known him my whole life despite the reality of the situation. abruptly puck went silent in the middle of a story about fighting a big frog like monster who resided in a muddy swamp and stopped walking holding his arm out to halt me in the process. a look of caution flashed on his face and his ears perked up as if straining to hear something. he then walked up to a nearby bush ahead of us crouching down and pushing it aside he looked through it then beckoned me to come over with his finger to his lip making a shh motion. walking over I kneeled next to him and peered out at what puck was looking at. In a wide field in front of us stood a group of 5 intimidating elvish looking men covered head to toe in green and gold metal armor holding large swords and daggers at their side riding on top of giant horses. “It's a hunt.” puck whispered “we must be closer to the court then I thought. stay here.” he finished picking up a stick next to him he then pushed past the bush going into the field with a big smile on his face the men on the horses noticing him right away. “Hello boys!” puck said, giving them a wave. as he approached them one of the men dismounted from his horse hand on sword ready to attack “come on!” puck started talking in a playful yet taunting manner “there’s no need for that! I don’t mean to cause any harm!” “We know who you are, goodfellow. Do not try anything.” the guard spoke back with authority “my reputation precedes me.” puck replied with his hands up in an innocent manner “I was just admiring your armor.” puck moved forward tapping his chest plate as he started to circle the man. “Besides, what are you guys doing out here anyway?” puck questioned the man who just stood still, his eyes trained on puck. The soldier following robins every move as if trying to anticipate and strategize what he would do next. “Oberon sent us out here on a mission. we’re on official court business.” the man answered in a deep voice “oh really! Did daddy buy you your new armor too?” puck taunted as he unbuckled his dagger Sheath from around the man's waist grabbing it quickly before the man could react. He swiftly put it behind his back, not stopping his circling. I watched as the dagger disappeared and reappeared in his hand before he brought it forward, opening it in front of the guy, the silver blade catching the light as it shone “I mean wow this thing must've cost a fortune.” Puck said laughing as he mocked the guy. quickly the man reached towards puck , snatching it out of his hands. With the man growing increasingly irritated, puck said “okay. Okay. I see you're not in the mood to play. I’ll just be off! see ya big man!” he taunted one last time before retreating back into the woods where I waited with a confused look on my face. “Why are you picking a fight with people we can’t afford to get mad?” I asked “because I needed this.” puck answered as he held out his hand “surprise!” with a poof of glitter the man’s dagger appeared once again. “for you in case you need it. even though nothing is going to happen to you on my watch. I'm going to protect you. no matter what.” puck said looking into my eyes a fire shining in his. “do you know how to use it?” puck asked as I took the leather sheath in my hands and buckled it around my waist. The golden handle decorated with vines on it now shining at my hip. “stick them with the pointy end.” I replied and puck laughed saying “that’s the gist of it!”

[landboundstar]

From Ghoulies And Ghosties Part 5

Been awhile, but have been working on this and some other works in progress as well as life and tending to the plot bunnies.

Magic normally requires preparation, time, and energy.

That explains half the random shite I carry around with me.

I love when I don't have to do anything to get ready for a ritual.

It is rare. And I can barely manage in my own flat.

But Gotham had a ready made space, perfect to summon who I needed.

The little wildflower reclamation project looked pristine and untouched even when the concrete barriers and basketball courts yards away were covered in detritus and drug paraphernalia.

I was happy to see that met with the Jolly Green Giant's approval.

Okay, he looked more like a leafy cross between the Jolly Green Giant and something from the Black Lagoon, but even I don't look my best when I get unannounced company.

"John." He nodded in acknowledgment.

I nodded back. "Alan." I used his name, rather than his moniker or title. And people claim I have no manners?

The fact it let me speak to the spark of humanity inside of my eldritch friend was just a nice bonus.

He looked around. "Why the nice place, John?"

"Pardon?"

*Normally, you are using a potted plant. Today, a fully reclaimed wild space? John, you are a good friend. I appreciate what you have done for Abby and me in the past. But, I am not - how do you put it? Down to -"

Do a fertility rite for an eldritch swamp being just once and they never let you forget it.

"That's not what I need. It's about the job I am working. Why I am in Gotham borrowing one of Ivy's pet projects."

"Ah." Alan nodded sagely. "That explains why the plants are so nice and clean. So this isn't a hookup?"

"Maybe another time, but I'm currently on the clock. My current client is having me trying to help with a Gotham based problem. So, I was looking into all the extra magic in Gotham, like where it is coming from. It isn't the magic that is native to Gotham. Or the swamp. I checked."

Alan shook his head. "I cannot help you follow it, since it is of the red and the gray not the green."

"But, if you are guarding Slaughter Swamp and the magic reaches there, you could trace the threat. Since you speak for the trees, right?"

"That is a bit of a stretch, since I don't think it is targeting trees. But Slaughter Swamp can be problematic and does not need to have any more magical complications. And as a fellow Justice League member, I should tell you if there is a problem outside of the realm of the green that needs your assistance." He nodded. "I can work with this. I will help you."

"Thanks."

"And what will you be doing?"

"Well, they hired an investigator. So I will be investigating. I'm afraid this is turning into the trope and I'm going to have to cher chez le femme."

"And Batman is okay with this?"

I smiled, and I knew it wasn't a nice smile.

"Who said I was the only detective who would have to cher chez le femme?"

[the-blackbird-roleplays]

John Bienville, Crescent City's Homme-Araignée

"Well crap, I guess it's my turn huh? Alright, let's run this back one more time, but how about a l’agniappe for your troubles of coming this far?"

The young man smiled as he stood on the edge of a skyscraper in Crescent City, slowly removing his mask to reveal a tan-skinned young man around 20 years old, green eyes, and the killer smile of a southern gentleman.

"My name is John Bienville, but my friends call me Jack. I was bitten by a cursed spider, and for the past five years I've been Crescent City's one and only Homme-Araignée. That's Spider-Man for the non-Francophone out there." He grinned, yanking his mask back down as he leapt from the building, backflipping as he did before tapping his wrist-mounted web-shooter, firing out a line of webbing with a soft thwip.

"Yeah yeah, we all know the story. Young hero with a heart of gold, tragedy ensues, power and responsibility, all that merde. But mine's a bit different from the rest." He grunted as he landed on the highest building in the city, smiling over the place he called home.

"Being raised in the bayou gives someone a unique perspective on things. It's a little wilder out there than people are used to. Most people had pet dogs growing up... I had a pet alligator. Most kids grew up with their mom and dad... mine died in a riverboat accident when I was four and I was raised from then on by my aunt 'n' nonc who could charitably be called Swamp People... but don't tell Auntie Anna that or you'll get a face full of buckshot."

He chuckled softly, leaning against the skyscraper's spire as he pulled his mask completely off, revealing a head of bushy blond hair.

"Growing up with them, I learned how a man should act, and how a gentleman should act. You gotta fight for you and yours, protect the ones who can't protect themselves, and have fun doing it... what I didn't know is Uncle Benji... He'd run afoul of some bad people. Bad people who pretended to be protecting everyone, hiding their corruption behind a badge and an ATF jacket. One day, when they realized they couldn't profit off him and his still anymore, they showed up, rigged his still, and waited for the fireball."

John sighed softly, closing his eyes as he thumped his head against the metal spire of the tower.

"I used every legal avenue I had to try and get those crooked feds to the courts. I was blocked at every turn like a dam for a salmon. So... I turned to the only source I had left. An old witch that lived deep in the bayou. She said she'd help, but I'd have to pay a cost, keep doing what I was about to do for the greater good. She said something about 'Spider-Totems' and other universes that I didn't exactly understand at the time. I just wanted justice done and done right. I agreed, she summoned a black spider, and next thing I know I was tearing up a deal between some corrupt ATF agents and some smugglers attempting to bring in guns through the Port of New Orleans. I also may or may not have left them tied up with a few wildlife camera shots of them messing with my uncle's still. Best Sunday of my life up until that point."

He smiled softly, jumping forward off the building as he backflipped through the air, swinging along as he snatched a beignet from a store window, leaving a five-dollar bill behind on the plate, munching away as he went from web-line to web-line.

"Been doing this Spider-gig ever since. My methods are a little unorthodox, playing around the lines as much as in, but there's one thing I hold absolute. 'If ya got might, ya gotta make right'. Uncle Benji taught me that. Now, I protect the ones who can't protect themselves."

He grinned, standing upside-down on a bridge spanning the Mississippi River as he scarfed down the last few bites of the beignet.

"My name's John Bienville. I'm Spider-Man. And If you abuse the might you got, I'm coming to make things right."

XxXxX

Name: John "Jack" Bienville

Age: 22

Occupation: Spider-Man, Mixologist, Chef

Home Earth: Earth-504 (Personal Creation, lore MAY be added later)

[mightyflamethrower]

Since early 2021 we have witnessed somewhere between 7 and 8 million illegal entries across the now nonexistent U.S. southern border.

The more the border vanished, the more federal immigration law was rendered inert, and the more Homeland Security Alejandro Mayorkas spun fantasies that the “border is secure.” He is now written off as a veritable “Baghdad Bob” propagandist.

But how and why did the Biden administration destroy immigration law as we knew it?

The Trump administration’s initial efforts to close the border had been continually obstructed in the Congress, sabotaged by the administrative state, and stymied in the courts. Nonetheless, it had finally secured the border by early 2020.

Yet almost all its successful initiatives were immediately overturned in 2021.

The wall was abruptly stopped, its projected trajectory cancelled. The Obama-era disastrous “catch-and release” policy of immigration non-enforcement was resurrected.

Prior successful pressure on Mexico’s President Andrés Obrador to stop the deliberate export of his own citizens northward ceased.

Federal border patrol officers were forced to stand down.

New federal subsidies were granted to entice and then support illegal arrivals.

No one in the Democratic Party objected to the destruction of the border or the subversion of immigration law.

However, things changed somewhat once swamped southern border states began to bus or fly a few thousand of their illegal immigrants northward to sanctuary city jurisdictions—especially to New York, Chicago, and even Martha’s Vineyard.

The sanctuary-city “humanists” there who had greenlighted illegal immigration into the southern states suddenly shrieked. They were irate after experiencing the concrete consequences of their own prior abstract border agendas. After all, their nihilism was always supposed to fall upon distant and ridiculed others.

New York mayor Eric Adams went from celebrating a few dozen illegal immigrants bused into Manhattan, to blasting his own party by allowing tens of thousands to swamp his now bankrupt city.

But why did the Biden administration deliberately unleash the largest influx across the southern border in U.S. history?

The ethnic chauvinists and Democratic Party elites needed new constituents, given their increasingly unpopular agendas.

They feared that the more legal Latino immigrants assimilated and integrated into American society, the less happy they became with leftwing radical abortion, racial, transgender, crime, and green fixations.

Democratic grandees had always bragged that illegal immigration would create what they called “The New Democratic Majority” in “Demography is Destiny” fashion. Now they slander critics as “racists” who object to leftwing efforts to use illegal immigration to turn southwestern red states blue.

Mexico now cannot survive as a modern state without some $60 billion in annual remittances sent by its expatriates in America. But many illegal immigrants rely on American state and federal entitlements to free up cash to send home.

Mexico also encourages its own abject poor and often indigenous people from southern Mexico to head north as a safety-valve of sorts. The government sees these mass exoduses northward as preferable to the oppressed marching on Mexico City to address grievances of poverty and racism.

The criminal cartels now de facto run Mexico. An open border allows them to ship fentanyl northward, earn billions in profits—and kill nearly 100,000 Americans a year. Illegal immigrants pay cartels additional billions to facilitate their border crossings.

Do not forget American corporate employers. Record labor nonparticipation followed the Covid lockdown. In reaction to the dearth of American workers, the hospitality, meat packing, social service, health-care, and farming industries were desperate to hire new—and far cheaper—labor.

Human rights activists insist that the borders themselves are nineteenth-century relics. And the global poor and oppressed thus have a human right to enter the affluent West by any means necessary.

Many in the tony suburbs and in universities do not live anywhere near the border. So they pontificate on the assurance that thousands of unaudited illegal immigrants will never enter their own enclaves or campuses.

The result is elite bottled piety—but not firsthand experience with the natural consequences of millions chaotically fleeing one of the poorest countries in the world to pour into the wealthiest. Without background checks, vaccinations and health audits, legality, high-school diplomas, English-facility, skill sets, or capital, the result is an abject catastrophe.

Polls continue to show that the American people support measured, diverse, legal, and meritocratic immigration as much as they oppose mass illegal immigration into their country and the subsequent loss of American sovereignty on the border.

They understand what the Biden administration does not: no nation is history has survived once its borders were destroyed, once its citizenship was rendered no different from mere residence, and once its neighbors with impunity undermined its sovereignty.

Ending illegal immigration now depends solely on the American people overriding the corrupt special interests and leaders who profit from the current chaos and human misery.

[scotianostra]

On Thursday, February 17th 1876 SS Strathclyde, built by Blackwood & Gordon, Glasgow and owned by the Burrell shipping group collided with a German ship near Dover. 

The Strathclyde left Dover on Thursday, February 17th 1876 and was about two and a half miles from Dover proceeding at nine knots in clear weather. She was overtaken by the German steamship Franconia around 4 to 5pm. Capt Eaton turned his ship to starboard but at the same time the Franconia turned to port and a collision occurred.

The German vessel struck the Strathclyde between her funnel and mainmast, cutting into her to a depth of four feet. The colliding vessel went astern only to rebound and strike a second time making another deep hole abreast of the mainmast The Strathclyde sunk rapidly by the stern. The first lifeboat was lowered with 15 women on board but was swamped by the swell and capsized drowning most of its occupants. A second lifeboat was launched without mishap and managed to save 2 of the drowning people. By this time, the seas were breaking over the vessel as high as the bridge and washing overboard many of those on deck. The captain, 2nd Engineer and a fireman, the last to leave, jumped overboard as she sank Of those on board, 38 were drowned, Capt Eaton was among the survivors.

The subsequent trial, held at the Central Criminal Court in London, of the German master of the Franconia, found the master guilty of manslaughter. On appeal, however, it was discovered that English Law didn’t cover him in English waters, and they had to let him go. This led directly to the adoption by Parliament of the existing International Territorial Waters law, which many other countries already used.

A Leading newspaper of the day reported the story as follows:

THE COLLISION OFF DOVER“

As each fresh disaster is reported, it seems to eclipse its predecessors in strangeness and unaccountability. People wondered naturally enough why the Deutschland should have blundered on to the Kentish Knock, when, she had she kept her right course, she would have been miles away, but there was at least the excuse of dense fog and a powerful current; not so with the calamity of last week. The Franconia, in broad and clear daylight, bore down upon the Strathclyde as though maliciously chasing her for the purpose of running her down, and though the captain of the hapless vessel twice altered her course to get her out of the pursuer’s way, on she came till the fatal crash as heard, and in a few minutes the ship had sunk.

The chief mate and four seamen of the Strathclyde jumped for their lives, and scrambled on board the Franconia, where they allege there seemed to be no order or discipline. Seizing hatchets and knives, they tried to cut away the boats in order to help those they had left behind, but the Franconia steamed on without even throwing a rope, the captain declining to turn back when appealed to. Meantime two of the Strathclyde’s boats were successfully loosed, and each swamped by the rush of water caused by the settling down of the ship.

Twenty-nine of the crew and six of the passengers were picked up by small craft which happened to be at hand, but several of these have since died, and about forty other persons were drowned. Amongst the victims was Mrs. Green, a niece of Mr. Dion Boucicault, whose recent family bereavement by the railway accident at Abbot’s Ripton will be fresh in the memory of our readers. No evidence was offered at the inquest in explanation of the conduct of the Franconia in rushing so wildly on to another vessel, or by neglecting to stand by after the accident occurred.

The Franconia is now detained at London, and the Board of Trade inquiry will, doubtless, elicit some statement from those on board. Meanwhile, it is difficult to imagine what excuse can possibly be urged in extenuation of such apparent inhumanity. Captain Eaton, of the Strathclyde, who stayed by his vessel till the last moment, and who is now lying dangerously ill at Deal, speaks highly of the conduct of all on board, but as she went down in ten minutes, there was not time to launch the boats in safety.

There were twenty-four life-belts and eight life-buoys on board. Several of these were used by the ladies, and in some cases they were the means of saving life. Some of the witnesses at the inquest say that had other boats put out from Dover, more lives might have been saved, and the tug Palmerston is blamed for going to the aid of the Franconia instead of the Strathclyde. It is to be hoped, however, that these instances of apparent inhumanity have been unconsciously exaggerated, or are capable of explanation.”

[bogwitchmediaconsumption]

hi ok been EVEN more months haha oopsies

ok i kinda didn't know what to put on this blog because i started getting way too obsessed with superheroes and stopped consuming as much dw(i still love it but like... superheroes are so COOL) so i thought that in order to keep this thing updated, i'd just expand my horizons by porting over my big media watch/read/play/listen list! this is gonna be a massive post of everything so far, and then new updates will be new pieces of media! everything listed in order(and some brief thoughts)

Batman: The Court of Owls - Snyder/Capullo (Great!) Batman: The Court of Owls Vol 2/The City of Owls - Snyder/Capullo (Alright...)

Batman: The Night of Owls - Snyder/Capullo (Meh, but I had incorrect expectations)

Inscryption(Fucking phenomenal, play this bizarre ass game)

Doctor Who Series 2(Very good!)

Much Ado About Nothing - Shakespeare, a reading (Loved this one)

Neon Genesis Evangelion - The Original Show (yeah this was a fixation for a while too)

Undertale (really good, but not as loved for me as others)

Julius Caesar, a reading - Shakespeare (Good one Billy)

Donmar Warehouse Production of Julius Caesar (go women go)

A Page of Madness - 1926 Movie (makes no sense but hell yeah)

Legend of Zelda Oracle of Ages (God this game frustrated me so much)

As You Like It, a reading - Shakespeare (I think I remember which play this is)

Howl, and Other Poems - Allen Ginsberg (Liked this one! Howl is the strongest by a lot though)

Lunch Poems - Frank O'Hara (Very cool!)

Rewatch of Over The Garden Wall (god this show is so fucking incredible)

Everything Everywhere All At Once - 2022 Movie (my movie of the year so far, it's beautiful)

Words Bubble Up Like Soda Pop - 2021 Movie (Cute! but it's not much more than that)

Cat Soup - 2003 Short Film (Awesome but also What the Fuck?)

Swamp Thing Vol. 1: The Root of All Evil - Millar/Hester/Morrison

Cat Soup Rewatch (Had to share with a friend)

Bee and Puppycat Season 1 (Adorable!! so lovely and cute)

Everything Everywhere All At Once Rewatch (had to get a friend to see it for the first time)

Bee and Puppycat Season 1 Rewatch (Ok don't judge me)

The Residents: Triple Trouble - 2022 Movie (idk how to start with this one)

Watchmen - Moore/Gibbons (got some nitpick gripes with the ending: but it's fucking brilliant)

Neon Genesis Evangelion: The End of Evangelion (Really good! Better ending than the show)

Leonor - 1975 Movie (nothing quite like a theatre yelling "jump off the bridge")

Smiling Friends Season 1 (I knew a lot of the jokes going it, but it's still gutbusting)

Sir Gawain and the Green Knight (get his ass Gawain, or get yours got, I guess)

Bless The Daughter Raised by A Voice in Her Head - Warsan Shire (a couple really standout poems in a mostly just ok volume. if this one comes across as harsh, i had to analyze this for 3+ weeks for class)

Adventure Time Season 1 (it's my roommate's favorite show, i'd never seen it)

Doctor Who: The Heralds of Destruction - Cornell/Jones (it's good, with material that does hold, but it's not any spectacular)

Batman & Robin - 1997 Movie (Awful, but also not that)

Super Mario Bros - 1993 Movie (This shit slaps, idc what anyone else says)

Neon Genesis Evangelion: Volumes 1-3 - Yoshiyuki Sadamoto (It's good on it's own, but it's especially interesting as an adaptation of the show)

JLA: Earth 2 - Morrison/Quitely (I really like it, but also wish it was longer)

Adventure Time Season 2(still cute!)

The Amazing Spider-Man: Edge of Spider-Verse - lotsa people (They're mostly fine Spider introductions with the man-spider guy one being notably bad and Peni's being notably good)

Adventure Time Season 3 (fun, I started getting really into the show at this point)

Adventure Time Season 4 (fun, still ramping on excitement)

Adventure Time Season 5 (good, but maybe my least favorite season. just a lot of sadder episodes in this one)

Fahrenheit 451 - 2018 Film (it sucks. also they should've been gay. but what do I know)

Ariel - Sylvia Plath (yeah ok cut out my heart why don't you)

Legend of Zelda Majora's Mask - Akira Himekawa (very fun interpretation of the story! but i wish it was a bit longer)

Legend of Zelda Oracle of Seasons (I like this one more than ages, but not by much)

Scott Pilgrim Comic Reread, All 6 Volumes - Bryan Lee O'Malley (I still love it and find a LOAD in it, despite it's occasional drastically poor choice in language or implication

Le Mani Sulla Citta - 1963 Film (god i could watch italian guys argue all day) watched between Scott Pilgrim Volumes 1 and 2 but I wanted to keep it neat

Adventure Time Season 6(maybe my favorite season? either this one or season 7)

Dracula Ballet - Milwaukee Ballet Company (Good show! read the book first or it won't make a lick of sense)

Robo Sapiens: Tales of Tomorrow - Toranosuke Shimada (very very cool, super interesting almost a little martian chronicles esque)

Murder On The Orient Express - 2017 Film (very fun and interesting movie to watch: should be noted i've never read the book)

Adventure Time Season 7 (on rereading episode lists, this one is probably my easy favorite. so many good ones)

Pokemon Blue (i was trying to do a generationlocke, you see)

Never Open It: The Taboo Trilogy - Ken Niimura (really really good, the art is especially great in this one)

Pokemon Crystal (see?)

Pokemon Emerald (SEE???)

Adventure Time Season 8 (Great, but the beginning of a slight downward trend in my enjoyment of the show. it becomes more plot focused than character focused here, and that did make it a bit less fun. still great though)

Loveless - Alice Oseman (I love a lot of her books, and I love this one too! but for some reason it just doesn't strike me as fully satisfying and i don't know why)

Pokemon Firered Omega (SEE???? also i wanted to add romhacks to make it harder)

Adventure Time Season 9 (some really good character moments, but it is even more plot focused here)

Spiderman: Into The Spider-Verse - 2018 Film (holy fuck this movie is incredible, maybe just as loved as EEAAO?)

The Complete Maus - Art Spiegelman (really good! art is great, and the metanarrative is super interesting)

Pokemon Blue (I died)

Time Guardian Volume 1 - Kishi/Ichinose (it's fun, but nothing really beyond that)

Pokemon Blue (guess who died again)

Adventure Time Season 10 (finally did it! the most plot focused of the last seasons, and thus it's maybe the least memorable to me. still really good though)

Spiderman: Across The Spider-Verse - 2023 Movie (it's great, but not quite as good as the first because it doesn't stand-alone. chock full of the best visuals, voicing, and story of the year though)

Pokemon Crystal (ok....)

Pokemon Emerald (uh huh......)

Ghost in the Shell - 1995 Film (Really weird and interesting and pretty! I liked it)

Knives Out - 2019 Film (it's very good, especially because of the family banter and performances. without it's cast it would probably not be so great. though the plotting does come together in the end for me)

The Spectacular Spider-Man Season 1 (oh my GOD this show is so good)

Glass Onion: A Knives Out Mystery (it's good, but I really love to see the detective/criminal battle of wits in mystery/detective movies and that's really not what this movie is)

Snow, Glass, Apples - Gaiman/Doran (interesting take of a fairy tale!)

Punisher 2099 #1 (it's ok)

Punisher 2099 #2 (it's also ok, neither here nor there)

Batman: Fear State - Tynion IV/Jimenez (I do like it, but i wish it placed more character moments front and center. it also tries to juggle SO many damn characters, and a lot of them just feel like cameos)

Shin Godzilla - 2016 Film (you can TELL that the evangelion team worked on this, it rocks. also the movie is very good)

A Field In England - 2013 Film (it's interesting, and weird, but maybe not anything special quality wise)

The Mexican Night - Lawrence Ferlinghetti (spongebob screaming meme I LOVE READING JOURNALS. I LOVE HEARING NOTHING BUT YOUR THOUGHTS AS YOU GO ABOUT YOUR DAY)

Vern, Custodian of the Universe - Tyrell Waiters (it's cool, and the visuals are great, but the plot is not especially good and it starts to lose what makes it interesting later on)

Barbie - 2023 Film (hilarious, incredible)

Beowulf Graphic Novel - Petrucha/Chamberlain (an interesting take on Beowulf, the art is great![no, i don't know how many times i'm gonna keep saying it either])

Bloom - Panetta/Ganucheau (it's cute and good, but it doesn't go into enough detail or character depth to stick with me)

Inferno - Hickman/Caselli (it's like. alright. it's mostly a political thriller, which is not what i was hoping for when i got it at the library. that's one thing, but i also don't think it's an especially good political thriller. I also don't think it knows where it's going really. i still don't know where it was going and i read the ending and everything.)

Pokemon Blue(it had to all come crashing down eventually, right?)

Cucumber Quest: The Doughnut Kingdom - Gigi D.G. (it's cute and charming! not a lot here beyond that)

20,000 Leagues Under the Sea - 1954 Movie (it's engaging and interesting, but i'm not sure what to think critically. good? bad? i kinda don't know. also it's disney in the 50's, there's some gratuitous racism)

Porco Rosso - 1992 Film (the whole "oooh fio likes porco" thing makes me a little uncomfy, but besides that the movie is BALLER. go porco go)

The Golem: How He Came Into The World - 1920 Film (it's interesting, but it's not as enjoyable as stuff like Caligari or Page of Madness)

Superman: For All Seasons - Loeb/Sale (oh my GOD this rocks. so good, so down to earth, so enjoyable. i love this)

All-Star Superman - Morrison/Quitely (I really like this a lot, but I do feel it kinda is off base with what's appealing about Superman to me. it takes Superman and really spins him as a mythical god level figure, to the point where Lois refuses to believe he's Clark and... what the story is is very good. but Superman being regular ol' Clark at the end of the day is what makes him so wonderful to me. This is absolutely a Superman that pretends to be Clark Kent. feel like that's a big distinction. lex's characterization is PHENOMENAL though, SO good.)

And now... my most recent watch............

yeah ok it's more superman

My Adventures with Superman Season 1 (it's phenomenal. like spectacular spider-man levels of good. The voicing, animation, designs, writing, it's ALL here. the overarching plot is also particularly capturing in this show, which sometimes fails to be the case for some superhero shows! i will say that i start to dislike SOME elements of the overarching plot introduced in Ep. 7 and beyond, but they don't diminish my love of this show very much at all. cannot WAIT for season 2 foaming at the mouth, chomping, zinging around my room etc)

alright! so that just took me like an hour and a half. but that kinda stuff is what i think i wanna do with this blog for now! so if that's your cup of tea keep hanging around! and if it's not... well there's always a chance i decide to change it again so idk your call.